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Chapter 1091 The King of Pain

In the dark tomb, deep in the dark underground, a huge figure is slowly walking forward along the cave.

It was an extremely ugly demon. His lower body resembled a fat maggot, and several pairs of worm-like jointed limbs were constantly wriggling on the ground. And its upper body was filled with a rotten, foul smell. Sharp bone spurs emerged from its body, swinging along with the demon's movements.

 It is none other than Duriel, the King of Pain, one of the Four Demon Kings.

 But it did not deal with humans like other demon kings, because for Duriel, it had a more important job.

Through the cave, Duriel came to a huge underground cavity. In the center of this underground cavity, a prisoner was restrained at the moment. It was a tall warrior wearing armor. However, from what looked like wings of light emerging from his back, it could be seen that this prisoner was not human.

 But an angel.

 “Hello, old man, it’s time for torture...”

Staring at the prisoner in front of him, Duriel laughed "hehe" and wriggled his body forward and came to the angel. Looking at it carefully - of course, there was no face under the shadowed hood, and naturally there was no expression. But Duriel didn't care. It just raised its right hand, stretched out the bone spurs on it, and stabbed forward at the warrior in front of it!

 “Woo——!”

Following Duriel's movements, the angel let out a loud groan. And just hearing his pain-filled cry made Durrell tremble with excitement. As the King of Pain, Duriel's favorite thing is to inflict pain. Whether it is to others or himself, any pain is supreme enjoyment and satisfaction in Duriel's view.

"Why, haven't you given up yet? Angel? What are you waiting for? No one will come to save you, and the human world will become a part of **** sooner or later... Those fragile humans are not our opponents at all, and your companions are even more I have already given up on you, so what are you still holding on to?"

 “Shut up...your foul mouth...devil!”

The angel struggled and roared loudly.

"Don't even think about...bewitching me...! I will never give in to you!"

“It looks like we have a lot of days to enjoy... haha...”

As he spoke, Duriel opened his mouth and stuck out his long tongue, licking the angel's pure white armor. The holy aura above also burst out instantly, causing Durrell's tongue to feel a burning pain. However, this kind of pain was nothing to the King of Pain. It laughed obscenely while slowly licking the angel's body. The rancid, evil slime gradually dripped down, leaving traces of corrosion on the angel's armor.

 “No, let me go, let me go! You **** devil!”

 For angels, even being touched by a demon is considered blasphemy. Not to mention that at this moment, the other party actually showed an expression of tasting the best delicious food, playing with himself wantonly, which was even more intolerable humiliation. He yelled angrily, shaking his body and trying to fight back.

 “Hahaha, that’s it, that’s how it’s going to be!”

However, the angel's resistance made Duriel even more excited. It raised its arms and stared at the bound angel in front of it, its eyes radiating excitement and joy.

"Keep struggling, trembling, suffering! We have enough time to linger here! I really want to know, after I have defiled every inch of your body, how long can your soul persist in the light? Hahaha , the angel’s struggle and resistance are always so enjoyable! Come on, let us understand each other more deeply, and one day you will understand the true meaning of pain, and by that time..."

As he spoke, Duriel raised his hand, and his sharp claws touched the angel's hood as if facing a lover, while the latter turned his head in disgust and tried to avoid it. Seeing the angel's reaction, Duriel just sneered. Then it opened its mouth again, stretched out its tongue and licked the angel armor, and then slowly slid it downwards.

At this moment, the angel seemed to realize that no matter what he did, it would only make the devil more excited and happy, so he also closed his mouth and stopped talking. But even so, his body was still trembling slightly - as a messenger of the Supreme Heaven, he never thought that he would be so insulted one day!

However, at this moment, the entire cave suddenly began to tremble slightly, which made the angel raise his head in surprise, and Duriel also looked around in confusion, not understanding what was happening.

 But it was only for a moment.

 “Boom!!!”

The next moment, the thick roof of the cave was instantly lifted by a huge explosion. The violent explosion and air flow roared past, mixed with flames and rushed into the cavity, covering both Angel and Duriel.

 “This, what’s going on!?”

This level of flames is not enough to kill a demon king. At this moment, Duriel also turned around hurriedly, trying to figure out what happened.

 At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

 “Ah, I found it.”

With this sound, Duanmu Huai fell from the sky. He held a thunder war hammer and smashed down directly. Facing this sudden attack, Duriel only had time to raise his hands. The next moment, he saw the warhammer in Duanmuhuai's hand swing down hard and hit Duriel's hands hard. Then he saw Duriel's fat and disgusting figure. His body was smashed into meat paste like a moldy tomato and completely exploded.

"boom!!"

With just one blow, Duriel, the King of Pain, was completely killed, and Duanmuhuai also fell heavily to the ground, causing the entire ground to collapse. At his feet, there was Durrell, who had turned into meat paste, and a bunch of useless stuff that the opponent had exploded.

　　"Huh... Done. Sure enough, it's right to explode when in doubt."

After feeling that Duriel's soul had been completely annihilated, Duanmuhuai also stood up, carrying the war hammer and nodded with satisfaction. He had no intention of visiting any ancient tombs at all. It would be a waste of time, so Duanmu Huai detonated a melt bomb and blew up all seven ancient tombs - he knew that an existence of the level of the Demon King would definitely not be possible. It will be killed by the melt bomb, so all you need to do is find a suitable subspace wave and then smash it down.

 It’s okay, just finish the work and give it a five-star rating, then go find the next one...

Just when Duanmuhuai stretched and was about to leave, suddenly a voice came from behind him.

 “Please wait a moment!”

"Um?"

Hearing this voice, Duanmu Huai turned his head, only to find that there was another...what thing not far away?

Angel?

Looking at the white strip of light behind the other party, Duanmu Huai twitched the corners of his eyes.

To be honest, this was the first time he had seen such angel wings.

"Who are you?"

Duanmuhuai stepped forward and looked at the faceless **** in front of him - it was all black under the hood, without even a face, a pure energy creature? Or possessed by a soul? It is somewhat similar to my own Night Guard.

"I am the archangel Tyrael. I came here to prevent Diavolo from releasing his brother Baal, but I failed..." "I can see it."

 Duanmu Huai nodded, and hearing Duanmu Huai’s indifferent answer, the archangel opposite was also speechless - shouldn’t ordinary people respect angels when they see them? Why does this mortal feel so different?

 Is he really a mortal?

Looking at Durrell, who was completely helpless at Duanmuhuai's feet, the angel took a breath. You must know that even he cannot kill the King of Pain so easily...

 “So what?”

Duanmu Huai has no interest in this angel. He is just a weakling, so he doesn't bother to care about him.

 “Well, anyway, thank you in advance for saving me, mortal…”

The angel coughed. No matter what the other person's attitude was, he had to show respect first.

"I think you also know that the three demon gods have lifted the seal..."

“I know that, otherwise why would I come here? Can you tell me the key points?”

It's okay to listen to Deckard Cain telling stories, do you still have to listen to this angel telling stories? Is it over yet?

　　　…………”

Facing Duanmu Huai’s unceremonious reply, the latter also paused for a moment.

 “Anyway, in short, we must stop their conspiracy!”

 “Oh? You want to help too?”

"No."

Hearing Duanmuhuai’s question, the angel shook his head.

“I’m already in pieces, and the energy connecting me to the world is dissipating rapidly. I’m afraid I don’t have much time... Hey, wait a minute!”

 Seeing Duanmu Huai turn around and leave, the angel also hurriedly called him.

"Is there anything else? Do you know where the three demon gods are?"

 “Of course, I know!”

Hearing Duanmuhuai's question, the angel nodded.

“You must cross the ocean and go to Kurast, the capital of the Eastern Empire. The Zakarum Temple there is where Mephisto, the King of Hatred, is sealed! That’s where Baal and Diavolo went!”

 “Well, thank you for the information, I’ll go now.”

 “Wait, wait, wait a minute!”

 Seeing Duanmuhuai turning around to leave again, the angel hurriedly raised his hand.

“As a thank you, I can open the portal to Lugaoin for you, and you can go back there through this portal...”

 “The portal...”

Hearing what the angel said, Duanmu Huai thought for a moment.

“Then can you drive me to Caldeum?”

"…………Why?"

Facing Duanmuhuai’s question, Angel was stunned for a moment.

 “Kartim?”

"Yes, according to the information I received, there is a demon king who seems to be causing trouble in Kaltim. It would be best if you could just open the door for me."

"………Okay, I know."

Hearing Duanmuhuai's answer, the angel nodded, then raised his hand and opened the portal.

 “Go, adventurers, we must...”

However, before the angel finished speaking, he saw Duanmuhuai turning around and walking into the portal without even a single bird praising him.

　　　…………”

At this moment, Angel felt as if his glass heart was about to break.

 At least let me finish my lines...